This is a song about "All around"

I must go like fly route

I drive that all around

All around i got these hoes that lust for my pipe

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Until the ip blocker cockblocked all that shit ask around

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

All around you the only thing you can hear is merciless screams

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Eating on that pussy they all come around

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

The room around me makes me feel all alone

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Back to when he was around all of the time

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

Ain't like my job or guys i employ